GAHHH! ONCE AGAIN! I HAVE UPDATED BECAUSE I'M A GOOD GIRL!

Inner-self:...*coughs*

Self: ¬¬ Are you hinting something there?

Inner-self:...Nooo~

Self: I'm a good girl!...With an...extremely perverted mind .

I am so happy I have finally completed 10 chappies of this fanfic! Never have I wrote sooo much and all of you are my huge inspirations!

The reviews I receive are also my inspiration and they keep me going!

College isn't letting me have any time so I'm happy that I was able to finish one more for you guys ^/^

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"You're going to be dominant with Naruto and I am going to teach you..." He cut, his eyes looking over to his brother sadistically. Sasuke couldn't help but gulp and take a seat on the inside of the room, shifting uncomfortably for the erection to stay put. The oldest Uchiha sat besides Sasuke, already noticing the problem between his legs. He was too far gone.

"Watch and learn." Itachi added with his hoarse, husky voice which oddly made him shiver. Now focusing on Sasori's pleasure, he had thrust once in a different direction which caused a loud cry to escape the red-head, his back arching from the bed as Itachi dove into kiss and nip the flesh on his neck, his raven hair acting as a curtain to shield what was happening.

Sasuke twitched, and so did his 'little man'. Madara was only waiting for the right time to strike.

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The atmosphere was growing intense and stifling. To know that his brother was fucking someone right in front of him somehow didn't make him feel disgusted. In some parts of his brain, the signals encouraged him to become aroused by Itachi's hip movements and considering how Sasori was writhing underneath him, it felt like it was too much. Even Madara was having a field day watching the youngest Uchiha struggle to hold in his voice. He knew he would be more than embarrassed if he came there and then but unfortunately, Sasuke was stubborn.

With a huge smirk that was apparent upon his features, Madara leant into Sasuke's ear and gently whispered against it, causing his breath to cascade and cause the young Uchiha to shiver involuntarily.

"...You learning something Sasu-chan?" His tongue quickly swiped along the cartilage of his ear whilst Itachi was groaning in the background, his release approaching. He hoped Sasuke was watching and learning a few tricks of how to force his partner into submission, then he wouldn't have to anger himself because of the fact that his brother was on bottom all of the time. Sasori's moans had amplified ever since Itachi managed to find his prostrate and he could only manage a few more thrusts before he exploded.

"Haa! Ita..chi-sa..ahh..ma..!" Sasori almost screamed as the Uchiha's thrusts increased in pace and in roughness. The sweat was beginning to form upon both bodies, Itachi more so than Sasori but it didn't matter once the wall was obliterated and came crashing down around the two.

Sasori was the first to give up and allow the orgasm to sweep over him in waves of intense pleasure. Arching his posterior off of the bed and with his hands clutching the sheets, the red-head came over his chest, the white seed covering his body as Itachi felt the muscles clamp down around his stiff member. Lowering his head, he thrust once more into Sasori before holding his hips and spilling his liquid inside of him, coating his walls as he rode the euphoric surges.

"Hnn!" He moaned out briefly before pants began to roll off of his tongue automatically. Pulling out of the red-head underneath him, Itachi stared at said red-head before his gaze turned to Sasuke who was experiencing conflicting emotions. He felt astounded, amazed, confused, slightly disturbed and aroused all at once. He had never witnessed something like that in his entire life and to be honest, wasn't expecting it to happen at all. What was Itachi trying to do? Was he trying to show him how it's like to be dominant in a relationship? Madara too was staring at Sasuke in wonder and apprehension of his next movements or words but nothing happened. Sasuke was simply staring at his brother in disbelief but his eyes were showing that of lust.

"So, Otouto, now that you have seen what it is like to force your partner in a way where he will submit himself, why don't you try it out?" Itachi smirked, pushing himself from the bed to wrap his silken robe around him. Sasuke, staring at his brother still, managed to reply but not in the way he had wished.

"...T-Try...it out? On who?" He asked, not wanting to hear the answer. Was it going to be Sasori? Maybe his own brother? No way. That would never happen and he would see to it that it didn't but...Itachi was way too skilled that it was only natural for him to become curious.

"Well, Sasori of course, unless you can't do it."

Sasori who had heard his name, shifted his head to the side in order to watch the three strikingly handsome Uchihas. Was he going to be the partner of all of them today? He watched in fascination and slight amusement as Sasuke slowly stood up from his seat and made his way towards the red-head nervously. This was most definitely going to be amusing for the two older Uchiha's who were smirking sadistically as Sasuke pressed one knee into the mattress of the bed. Was he really going to go through with it despite the new-found relationship between him and Naruto? What would the blonde say when discovering he was going to defeat the object of affection? Wait a second, they didn't have anything to begin with. To him, perhaps they were just friends with benefits. Yes. That was it. There was attraction between the two but he would never go further than what they have now. A loving relationship was not the Uchiha's style.

Sasuke soon straddled Sasori, staring down at him through confused yet lustful obsidian orbs. Just doing that...he felt something spark within him and suddenly lips had crashed together in a fight for dominance. Obviously, Sasori was going to try and gain the upper-hand but the young Uchiha was quick to think on his feet and grabbed both of the male's arms, pinning them above his head. Itachi raised an eyebrow as he watched, nodding his head in approval. That was indeed a submissive position. Tongues clashed together as they roughly kissed, Sasuke trying to remember how Itachi was and attempted to mimic his movements. It was quite harder than he originally thought it would be but the sudden moan that escaped the red-head's mouth was worth it. It gave him the courage to delve further as he forced his tongue in the male's mouth, exploring his hot, wet cavern with passionate need. Then, he felt something between them and all movements had stopped. Sasori's knee was pushed up between the Uchiha's legs and was roughly pushing against it, a wanton moan escaping his mouth. God. He was already so close.

Before he could stop himself, Sasuke had already pushed himself off of the red-head and sat himself at the edge of the bed, panting softly. Madara could tell Sasuke wasn't able to do it but Itachi was too blinded by his want for Sasuke to become dominant that he became confused by this unexpected action.

"Sasuke?"

"...I can't do it."

Itachi's eyes widened in shock. He was not expecting that answer.

"What do you mean 'You can't do it'? I showed you how to did I not?"

Sasuke stayed completely silent, knowing that the wrong word uttered would land him in utter shit. Madara, who was like the black psycho sheep of the family watched with great amusement at his two brotherly relatives.

"Sasori!" Itachi called. The red-head immediately straightened himself up and nodded his head in recognition.

"Yes Itachi-sama?"

"You are dismissed. I do not wish to be disturbed by anyone understand?"

"Yes." He answered calmly before removing himself from the bed, gathered his clothes and walked out of the room despite his nakedness. He didn't really care seeing as everyone had seen his body before. Why would it be such a huge deal now?

Sasuke was now silently seated on the bed with his head lowered but his pants showing an obvious tent, meaning he was still incredibly aroused from the previous events. Itachi on the other hand was once again livid, knowing that his brother wasn't able to even force Sasori into submission. Madara didn't care either way, but he was becoming slightly irritated by Itachi who was in complete denial about Uchiha's being the receiver.

"...Have you even bottomed?" Madara asked curiously. The question made Sasuke's head to snap up in wonder and Itachi's eyes to glare at the other Uchiha.

"Why does this concern you?"

"Because if you haven't, then you're just being judgemental like Fugaku."

Itachi was about to retaliate before he thought this through. Yes, he was right after all. His father was probably the most judgemental being he had ever known, categorising people from the way they looked, dressed, talked, moved. It was a disgrace to be the son of such a man but to be told he was becoming like him...he would not want to accept that.

"...I haven't." He admitted, but he was somewhat proud with his answer. He didn't even understand himself why being on the bottom was a big thing for him. Perhaps it was the fact that being submissive was showing that one was weak and didn't have the strength to overcome others. Whatever worked in his crazed head of his.

"Then..." Madara started, his grin broadening greatly.

"Once you find out what it's like from Sasuke's point of view, then you'll have the right to judge."

Sasuke knew where Madara was coming from and unfortunately, so was Itachi. He was not going to go through with it anyway. It was like a stab to his dignity. The youngest of the Uchiha laid down on the bed with a soft sigh escaping him, staring up at the ceiling in wonder to how this had turned out. He wasn't even being questioned but he didn't mind that at all, listening to Madara and Itachi converse with one another.

"Even so, I would not let someone disgrace me like that! I don't even know how Sasuke had succumbed to it!" He said, the raise of his voice showing his frustration.

"We'll have to teach him right Sasu-chan?" Madara looked over to Sasuke who raised his head to stare at him. Teach him?

"..How?" Sasuke asked suspiciously?

"I have an idea Sasu-chan, and you can help. First, move onto the bed more." The younger Uchiha furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before doing as he was told and moving himself into the middle of the bed, his head pressed against the pillows in wonder. Just what was Madara thinking?

"Now, Itachi, show him how to be dominant. You know how I mean."

Madara just sat back in the sofa, watching as a bewildered Itachi stared back at him. He couldn't mean...they both...do it right? Even so, Itachi looked over to his brother who was obliviously leaving himself vulnerable as he stared at the ceiling again. Well, when Madara thought of ideas...something good always came out of it...most of the time. With a soft sigh, the older Uchiha stared at the other and soon gave in, walking up to his brother and straddling him. Gazing down at a perplexed raven, Itachi used one hand and gently caressed the side of his neck, staring at the hickeys created on his neck. He lightly glared but another hand had caught his attention. The eldest of the three grabbed Sasuke's shirt and pulled it off of him with no help at all, staring at the creamy skin now exposed to the both of them. The sight alone allowed Madara to lick his lips in want.

Itachi on the other hand was only staring at the skin until Sasuke began to struggle.

"Wait! What are you going to do Madara? Madara!" He shouted before his arms were pinned above his head and a skilful Itachi removed the fabric belt from his robe and tied the other's wrists to the headboard. Startled, the young Uchiha began to struggle further but lips that pressed against him caused him to cease all movements. Madara was kissing him. A relative was kissing him. What was going on here? Squeezing his eyes shut in disbelief, Sasuke gasped when teeth bit down roughly against his lips, allowing entrance into his mouth which he didn't mean to give. He would easily admit that he kissed better than Naruto but that wasn't the point here! His own cousin was violating his mouth but it felt good, not to mention Itachi was now suddenly unzipping Sasuke's jeans, pulling them down his legs along with his boxers only to throw them on the floor. Clenching his fists, the young raven moaned and bucked his hips up when hair tickled his stomach and a moist tongue created a trail of thin saliva to the base of his manhood. That...must have been Itachi. His own brother? Even though the thought was most disturbing...it couldn't help the fact that his body was reacting exponentially.

"Ha!...hhn..." He tried to hold his voice back but the two Uchiha's were ravishing his body like it was going to be the last time for it to happen. As Madara pulled back from the kiss and stared at the young Uchiha whose face was flushed from the amount of pleasure he was receiving, he looked down to where Itachi was teasing his brother with his mouth, his tongue flicking along his lips.

"Don't allow him to cum." Madara demanded, a soft whimper escaping Sasuke at the words. Itachi understood the ulterior motive to this and pushed himself away from Sasuke's throbbing erection, looking to Madara at what he wanted them to do next. As the oldest Uchiha began to shred his clothing, Itachi picked up on the notion and allowed the robe to fall from his shoulders and onto the bed.

"Well then..now it's your turn to see how it feels to be bottom Ita-chan." Madara chimed, before moving behind him and grabbing a fist full of his locks, tilting his head to the side in order for a kiss to initiate. Itachi had a feeling Madara would be so rough but even he wasn't as careless towards his partner. The aggressiveness had quickly transformed into Madara's member pressing and grinding into Itachi's behind, the long-haired raven gasping in the kiss, kicking himself for making any sounds. Why would it feel so good?

All Sasuke could do was simply watch in fascination at the facial expressions his brother was making. They were interesting but what his eyes continually dropped to was the shaft standing on end from the teasing. He was more than amazed that Itachi was able to become aroused the same way he was. Then, his eyebrows furrowed as Madara whispered in the other's ear, only to watch the outcome of the threatening words. What was going to happen now? As Itachi moved closer to him, Sasuke was beginning to panic slightly.

"W-Wait...Aniki..." He whispered, although his words fell upon deaf ears as his legs were pried open and before he could even process it, Itachi's length was sheathed inside of him. Now, Sasuke didn't groan. He didn't moan. He screamed at the amount of pain and pleasure that wracked through his body. He was sure that everyone in that dorm and the dorms on that level heard him. But he couldn't help himself. It was amazing to know that even though it was his brother who was now thrusting inside of him, it still felt good.

"GOD! Taa...chiii!" Sasuke cried out, his fists clenching further as he settled his head against the pillow. All he needed to do was endure the fact that he was involuntarily participating in incest and that he...liked it. Sure, Itachi was way rougher than Naruto, it added further sinful pleasure to the batch. Madara was planting kisses on the side of Itachi's neck by this point, a huge smirk upon his face before he timed himself and thrust himself without warning into the long-haired Uchiha unprepared. Itachi stopped himself from yelling as loud as his brother did, but he did groan rather loudly, more-so in pain than pleasure. Knowing that he had hurt that virgin hole, the eldest of the three leant forward and nibbled at the creamy skin of Itachi's neck, pulling out of his body before thrusting back in, hearing the male's breath catch inside of his throat.

"..Well aren't you tight 'Tachi?" Madara whispered, smirking.

Well it seemed that they were all enjoying it now. As Madara began the rough thrusts, Itachi joined in, Sasuke now receiving tremendous power within his body. It felt so euphoric to him that he was making some sort of sound with every thrust inside of him.

"Nnh!...nng...ha..."

Each sound distributed only encouraged both of them to rock faster and harder, Itachi never having experienced so much pleasure during sex. It was a wonder to know that he had been missing out on this kind of pleasure all his life and was slightly thankful that Madara had given him the opportunity to experience the endless boundaries of ecstasy. The room was suddenly becoming too hot and Sasuke felt like his body was going to break in two because of the velocity of Itachi and Madara.

Itachi didn't want to admit that it felt good but God it felt amazing. To know that feeling someone's member inside of you thrusting in and out could cause his own member to throb and twitch with want, it was almost unbelievable to him.

"..You...haven't felt nothing yet.." Madara whispered, leaning in to bite the side of Itachi's ear which caused the other to moan lightly within his throat. He was close to his own orgasm. He could feel it within his lower abdomen and judging by the constant tensing of Sasuke, he was close too. Madara continued with positioning his hips in different directions, Itachi immediately knowing what the other was searching out for. Soon enough he had found it and Itachi's fingers buried into the sides of Sasuke's hips, an intensity unlike any other managing to move through his body at amazing speeds. Was that the prostrate? Was that how it felt? No wonder his victims suddenly cried out when he had hit something inside of them because the feeling alone could send anyone into their orgasm.

Itachi groaned whilst Sasuke laid there, taking in his brother's glory before he also cried out and arched from the bed, showing signs that he was close to climaxing.

"Ahh!..Can't...take...it!...Ani...ki!"

He attempted to say a coherent sentence but that was all his voice managed to let out. The thrusts were centred dead in the middle of those bundle of nerves and both Itachi and Sasuke were quickly losing their capability to grab a hold of their control.

Sasuke was the first one to break. He clamped his muscles everywhere inside of his body once the orgasm had flushed over his body and a loud cry resonated throughout the entire dorm that was filled with Akatsuki members listening on, quite amused by the situation at hand and intrigued that three Uchiha's were doing it together.

"Haa!" Squirts of the white liquid splattered across his chest and the sound was followed by Itachi's deep groan, his hips thrusting in once more before spilling his load inside of his brother who greedily welcomed it, his dying member jerking to its normal flaccid state. Muscles clamping around Madara's member caused him to shudder lightly, knowing that the two other Uchiha's were in the realm of post-orgasm. He too was becoming impatient but the moans that were escaping were only enough to send him over the edge.

Within a matter of moments, Madara was pouring his semen into Itachi's awaiting body for the first time. He felt satisfaction that Madara was the first one to abuse Itachi's hole. With an indulging smirk, he pulled himself from the second oldest Uchiha, panting lightly because of the orgasm that was still taking its effect upon his nerves. Sasuke was panting harshly underneath them all, Itachi biting down on his lip to stop himself from falling ontop of his brother but God he was drained of energy. In all honest, he wouldn't mind to do that again and it didn't matter that he had just had sex with his cousin and brother. Because of his sadistic way of thinking, it made it all the more thrilling.

"Hnn..." Sasuke stared up at his brother who was staring down to him rather curiously before their lips were pressed together in a gentle kiss which slowly turned more passionate as time carried onwards. Madara watched this with slight amazement, standing up on the floor and moving around them to untie Sasuke's hands from the headboard. It was a shame that the fabric had caused a red imprint to become apparent around his wrists but judging from the way the youngest Uchiha wrapped his arms around his brother to bring him closer, it seemed as if he didn't mind.

Using the same robe Itachi had used, he threaded the fabric belt within the holes and tied it around his middle, walking to the bedroom door before opening it and stepping out silently, closing it behind him.

Inside the living room, the Akatsuki were waiting with suppressed anticipation as to what was happening inside of Itachi's bedroom but judging by the way Madara walked out with Itachi's silk robe and had a huge grin upon his face, the ideas were extremely limited.

"So...did it work, un?" Deidara asked curiously.

Madara's smirk only widened as he walked over to the spare chair and sat himself down, staring at the other four members in the room.

"Depends on what you mean." Madara replied.

Pein was exceptionally skeptical about this but he had an idea as to what Madara was hinting to. Because of this, he lightly smirked. Deidara, who was in his arms, looked to him and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"...?"

"We were all involved." Madara had suddenly said, this catching everyone's interest.

"All? Then...Sasuke was obviously bottom. Who was next?" Kisame asked incredulously.

"Guess."

"...No!" Deidara suddenly shouted, Sasori silent from the outburst and unfazed. He had a feeling that was going to happen in the end because he could never see Madara being bottom. Ever.

"Yeah, it was entertaining." The Uchiha added, brushing a hand through his slightly matted and damp hair.

The rest of the members were silent, uttering not a single word for they didn't know what to say next, until Pein decided to share his opinion.

"Next time, I want to join."

*GASP*

UCHIHACEST!

I loved it and I was giggling all the way through writing this!

Suggestions of pairings for the next chapter?

I'm wondering what you guys think of it and when College should actually start because I'm wondering that myself o.O

R & R Lovvies!

Inner-self: Do it or I'll find where you live and force you to watch hentai. Hentai.

Self: Gah! Harsh .

Inner-self: You do it...I'll shower you with as much yaoi as you want.

Self:...I LIKE O_O